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Me: Father, what is on Your heart, today?
Father: My people.
Me: What about Your people?
Father: They lost their First Love. If they had it, they wouldn’t be doing the things they are doing, celebrating/taking part in things that are not of Me. Do you know how much I hate this ‘holiday’? It is NOT from Me; never was from Me. And yet, My people STILL celebrate it. They don’t realize that by participating, they bring a CURSE upon themselves. Yes, a curse! And yet, I love My people so!
Me: What can I do?
Father: Just pray. Give Me the day.
Me: I give You the day and all it contains.
Father: How can I bless the USA when they bring curses upon themselves by celebrating this day?
 
 

 

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